Prologue

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The patrol watched in horror at the scene in front of them.

A note was stuck on the floor.

This is what happens when Warriors from different Tribes are found in relationships. -Scorpius Lycon, Leader of Eagle Tribe & Skyla Overkill, Leader of Crow Tribe

"Astoria! No!" A female warrior rushed forwards and cradled the mother's broken form. Astoria Hunt's eyes fluttered open, her breathing shallow. "Astra, don't- tell- our daughter- about- Zain- or me. Her name... Zoë Naomi Hunt. Mentor her. Don't tell. Thank you for being my friend, for keeping this hidden." Astoria gasped out in jagged breaths, blood bubbling in her throat. Zain Hunt of Crow Tribe was long gone, the blood poured from his chest, the sticky liquid soaking his clothes. The blood pooled in the middle of them, and resting on the tree stump, was a crying baby. "I'm sorry, Astoria. I'll try my best!" Astra Peters wept. The rest of the Eagle Tribe patrol dropped their weapons. How could their leader be so cruel? Astoria was one of their best warriors!

Jason Peters, Astra's brother, murmured a blessing. They watched in mournful silence as the spirits of the two fallen reunited and they followed the path of the Moon, up to the ranks of their ancestors.

Leader Scorpius forbade the patrol to speak out but from then on, there was a group of Eagle Tribe Warriors that were willing to stand up and speak against the leaders of Eagle, Crow and Falcon Tribe of their cruelty towards their own warriors.

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This is what I have found out. My name is Zoë Naomi Hunt and this is my story.

Katrina C. Heathers (Howler)

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